"Whoosh", an arrow shot towards Ye Yinfeng like a meteor, the arrow was swept in the breath of death in the vast night, and a ghostly light was clearly visible on the arrow of the arrow, and the arrow was very fast, and the arrow was like a deadly ghost in the night. And Ye Yinfeng just stared at his eyes slightly, his figure paused slightly, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed the feather arrow that shot in his hand. There was a huge impact from that arrow, and these Khitan archers hidden in the shadows were obviously not ordinary archers.

And they clearly didn't expect Ye Yinfeng's strength to be so strong, and he could catch the arrow shot by an archer with all his strength with one hand. Obviously, they thought that Ye Yinfeng was just an ordinary soldier in the Guiyi Army, and as a Khitan marksman, their arrow was an instant hit. The archer was obviously stunned, and just when he was stunned, Ye Yinfeng had already captured their position.

I saw a blue shadow flash in the dark night, a ghostly light burst out from the blue-shirted young man's hand, the humorous and simple iron sword shook slightly, and an invincible sword qi shot out from the iron sword, and landed right on the throat of the slightly stunned Khitan archer. The archer's eyes burst out, the bow and arrow in his hand had long been thrown down by him, he covered his throat with both hands, and tried to make a sound but could not make a single breath, and finally the archer fell limply. And Ye Yinfeng's body flickered, straightening the Khitan archer who was about to fall to the ground, and his figure shook towards another target.

If Ye Yinfeng, who had a flowing body, was a ghost in this dark night, then Ling Tianyun at this time was like a cheetah looking for prey. His whole body was filled with endless power, and his eyes were shining brightly, so he did not deliberately hide his figure, but walked towards the house next to the street. But as soon as his figure sank into the alley of the house, a sharp arrow whistled towards him.

The He brothers led the Guiyi army to start a tearing and killing with the green-skinned gangsters blocking the streets, and the terrible sound of tearing and killing drowned out the sound of arrows that broke through the air. He Tiejiang held two sticks, the shadow of the stick was like the wind and the dragon went out to sea, and the shadow of the stick swept towards the green-skinned gangsters who gathered and pounced. And as soon as those green skins who were not afraid of death touched the shadow of the stick, they immediately flew upside down, and their chests had already been blurred by the earth-shattering iron rod.

He Tiechuan's double knives rolled up a ball of light, and the sound of the sword wind was endless, and he rushed into the group of green-skinned gangsters like a fierce beast. I saw him flying and slashing with his two knives, and one by one the green-skinned gangsters were cut to the ground by him, and he couldn't stop letting out a tearing wail. The two brothers rushed into the green skin group like tigers descending from the mountain, and their tower-like bodies had a terrifying momentum.

The other Guiyi troops were also fearless, wielding their blades like clouds, each of them found their opponents, and some of them formed a formation of threes, threes, twos, and twos, attacking and defending. Although those green-skinned gangsters were the kings and hegemons in this Shuozhou city, they were a rabble after all, and soon the hundreds of green-skinned gangsters were scattered by the Guiyi army, and a pungent smell of blood filled the streets.

Soon the battlefield was about to fall into a one-sided situation, but what no one expected was that locust-like arrows suddenly shot from above the house, and the arrows were shot towards the Guiyi army with the breath of death. Suddenly, a hundred Guiyi soldiers fell under the arrow, and the Guiyi army obviously did not expect this sudden feather arrow. They were caught off guard and could only temporarily give up chasing the group of green-skinned thugs blocking the street.

Ye Yinfeng condensed a cold chill in his heart, and his body shot towards the house like the wind, only to see his sword light flash, and an archer who was about to loosen and tighten his strong bow suddenly fell down and rolled down from the roof. A figure was like a cold wind in winter, and the sword light carried a touch of coldness, and where Ye Yinfeng passed, a Khitan archer must have rolled to the ground. It's just that he didn't expect that there were so many archers hidden in the houses next to the street, even if he went on a killing spree, he couldn't kill them all for a while.

Ling Tianyun's state of mind was the same as Ye Yinfeng's, his body scurried up to the roof fiercely, raised the treasure knife in his hand and waved, and a ghostly light rippled out from above the treasure knife like a wave. Several of the archers who had not had time to draw their bows had already been slashed to the ground by the blades of the swords in his hands. Like a leopard, he leaped up from the top of the house, and landed heavily on the roof, his whole body swept with awe-inspiring energy, and the light of the sword surged out.

As for Ye Yinfeng and Ling Tianyun to discover this group of hidden Khitan archers, the other party obviously did not expect that when the two of them started killing for a while, those Khitan archers had not fully reacted. By the time they reacted, the two teenagers had already killed a lot of Khitan archers. This group of Khitan archers were also battle-hardened warriors, and they immediately adjusted their strategy, and some of the archers scattered from the house, and several arrows came towards them with a sharp whistling.

Only then did the He brothers discover the disappearance of Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng, but they knew that they were not cowardly but joined in a more difficult battle. The rain of arrows poured down on them, forcing them to give up the pursuit of those Shuozhou greenskins. They adjusted their formation, and all the people lined up to resist the rain of arrows that were falling from the sky. There was also a group of people rushing towards the houses on both sides of the street, but as soon as their figures entered the alleys in the houses, they were also sniped by the Khitan army hiding in the houses.

The rain of arrows rained down like locusts, making a piercing sound of breaking through the air, and a terrible scream echoed under the dark night. A thick bloody atmosphere spread, such a big movement, but no Shuozhou civilians appeared, and no Shuozhou officials appeared, all of this seemed to have been expected by the Khitan government government for a long time. The dancing torches illuminated the long street, and you could clearly see the squirming body of the man lying in a pool of blood, and the pools of blood pooled like streams.

Tonight's Shuozhou city is not so peaceful, the sky-high fire dyed the night red, and the billowing smoke rose into the sky, swallowed up by the endless night. The sound of tearing in the streets, the neighing of horses, and the sound of arrows resounding through the cold night were all woven into a strange music.

He Tiejiang's face showed a solemn expression, of course he knew that Ye Yinfeng and Ling Tianyun had rushed into the alleys in the middle of the house group to kill those Khitan archers who were hiding in the shadows. It's just that he didn't expect that the Khitan had already prepared, and it was so well prepared. This made his heart welled up with a faint uneasiness, he kept adjusting the formation, he didn't expect that the battle with those green skins didn't hurt many people, but he was shot by the archers in the shadows and killed many of his brothers.

He Tiechuan, who was different from He Tiejiang's steady personality, was split, his eyes were red, and he watched as his brothers fell on the special feather arrows made by the Khitans. It is a special feather arrow made by the Khitan people, also called a wolf tooth arrow, and there are many barbs on that feather arrow, once it is shot, it can only wait for death. Just imagine, the arrow is shot on the body, and it can't be dialed, and a flick will bring out more flesh and blood, even if it is an iron man, if he is shot by the arrow, he will ask his companion to give him a good time.

"Bastards, you Khitan wolf cubs, those who have the ability to compete head-on with your uncle. What kind of hero is hiding in a dark corner and putting cold arrows. He Tiechuan shouted angrily almost in a roaring voice, his eyes were already red, and these his own brothers fell under the arrow one by one, but he had nothing to do, which made him angry. However, his words were not met with any response, and it should be said that in response to him was a feathered arrow that made a sharp roar and shot it into his face. The arrow, with a terrifying aura in the air, came quickly, and instantly came to the side of his face.

He Tiechuan shouted angrily, he reached out and grabbed the feather arrow with his palm, but the huge momentum shook his hand numbly, so that he had to condense with all his strength before he stabilized the arrow. Feeling the feather arrow tremble and tremble, his heart revealed a trace of cold coldness. An archer with such arm strength is by no means ordinary, and only the wolf blood guards in the Khitan army can have such precision and strength.

Looking at all this coldly, He Tiejiang glanced at his younger brother, and he also clearly saw a trace of solemnity in his younger brother's eyes. He didn't expect that there were such masters in the group of archers hidden in the houses next to the street, and the accuracy and strength of that arrow were much better than ordinary Khitan archers. Riding his horse, his iron rod swept in all directions, sweeping away all the arrows that flew from him, and among those arrows that he swept down, there were also a few powerful impulses. Obviously, among those Khitan archers, there were more sophisticated archers, which made his heart inevitably darken.

As soon as Ling Tianyun's figure jumped up from the eaves of a roof, a long arrow shot at him with a 'whoosh' sound, and he reached out with his eyes to grab the arrow. But as soon as his hand was stretched out, the trajectory of the arrow suddenly turned, turning from a straight line into a small arc, and shot towards his head. His heart was shocked, and the sword flashed, and the arrow was chopped down by the treasure knife, but what he didn't expect was that there was a long arrow hidden behind the feather arrow. The feather arrow behind him deftly avoided his gaze and shot at the center of his eyebrow.

To the north of Shuozhou City, there is an open hill with four fields, and white tents are being built on the hill, and from a distance, the tents are like white clouds. This is the barracks of the Shuozhou defenders, the Khitan garrisons in Shuozhou have about 5,000 people, most of them are composed of infantry, and there are also cavalry. The camp tents were arranged in an orderly manner, and outside the camp tents, there were groups of patrolling Khitan soldiers, and after each group of patrolling soldiers, another team of soldiers patrolled in less than a moment.

The sound of tearing and killing in the city of Shuozhou was all over the sky, but there was silence in this Khitan military camp, except for the footsteps of the patrols, only a few unknown animal cries remained. And not far from the Khitan military camp, there was a dense forest that was not too big, and there was a sudden sound of 'fluttering' in the dense forest, but the birds in the forest were frightened by something and flew away.

The black lady is standing in the woods, there is a middle-aged man dressed as a scribe in front of her, the man's face is thin, but from his Danfeng eyes there is a touch of domineering that is not angry and arrogant, the man's facial features are exquisite, but the delicate facial features are destroyed by a slightly vicissitudes of life, if the middle-aged man is more than ten years younger, he should also be a beautiful man. The man was at the edge of the dense forest, and he looked into the quiet Khitan military camp, his eyes shining with a sparkling essence, as if he was thinking about something.

And the black lady behind him was respectful, her hands hung down, and a solemn look on her face came out spontaneously. The middle-aged man in front of her didn't make a sound, and she didn't make a sound, but she looked at the back that was not too majestic, and was a little stunned, and a delicate blush suddenly flew on her face, so that the body wrapped in the tight-fitting suit revealed a touch of charm and infinite charm, but the back in front of her didn't seem to be aware of her strange mentality, which made her sigh secretly in her heart.